Mystic Clan of the P

In the violently rolling viewpoint, he flew over the small, yellowish village and smoke like a light swallow, passing above the clear river.,He only felt a chill all over and fell into a state of half-sleep, half-awake meditation.,Lu Jiangxian was overjoyed. As he carefully felt it, there was indeed a faint stream of air circulating inside his body, moving in a circular motion around the perimeter of his body.。